I Sail With You | l.s.

Chapter 20

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"Who is it?"

A week back into royalty, and Harry is staring out his bedroom window at the sunrise climbing over the wooded mountains when Gemma comes in with a cup of tea.

"What?"

She smirks with an all-knowing glance, "Who is it that you have fallen in love with?"

Harry huffs, "I know nothing of what you are talking about."

"You would think after being on a pirate ship for months you would have learned how to lie better."

"I guess not."

She eyes him, demanding with her gaze that he spill the truth. It's a look that in all his years of existence, he has never learned to defeat, "Louis Tomlinson."

Gemma falters around her sip, "Louis Tomlinson? But he...he is dead?!"

"It is a long story."

"Is he coming back for the crown? His cousins that they have put in place of him are not nearly as qualified for the position."

"No Gem, he is not coming back."

The silence is daunting after Harry says that out loud.

"So go back to him."

The Omega whips around to stare incredulously at his sister, "Gemma!"

"What? It is not like you are happy here. You have been home hardly a week, and your mood has only worsened."

"Mother and father would never let me leave."

"Who said you had to ask?"

"I...I..."

"Harry, sometimes opportunities are presented to us, sometimes they are not. But if you want something, if you want it bad enough – then you should go out there and get it regardless if the path is clear."

"What will you do when they come to ask you why I am gone?"

Gemma winks playfully at Harry, "You do not have to worry about that. I...unlike you...have mastered my ability to lie. There should be no issue with simply saying that I knew nothing of your escape."

Harry leaps into a hug around his sister, holding her as tightly as he can. "I love you," he whispers earnestly.

"I love you, too," she responds before punching him in the side, "But if you ever run off without sending me a letter again, I will personally come to kill you."

The Omega laughs through the pain, "Deal."

"And Harry?"

"Hm?"

Gemma grips the side of his arms, "Do not let him go this time."

Harry carries no doubt in his tone as he answers from his beaming smile, "I promise I will not."

And somehow, all the questions Harry ever had were answered. All the worry he had been swallowing was eased. He was going to go back to Louis. He was going to go back to his Alpha. He was going to go back to his love.

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